Caroline

Listen man
What's up?
I heard you done got you a dime 
piece, man
Hell naw, man
One of them Beyoncé, Meagan Good 
types, man
Nah, nah, nah
Is that true, man?
I just wanna know
Probably not
I mean, shit to be honest with you, 
man, she's a

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Bad thang, fine as hell, thick as 
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fuck
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Oh my god, that's my baby
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Caroline, you divine
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Mighty fine
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Shawty really blow the pipe (that's 
true)
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Like a pro
Aha, fuck you thought?
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Holy shit, I'm really lit
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It's looking like it's 'bout 
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time to fuck it up
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Caroline, listen up, don't wanna 
hear
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About ya horoscope or what the 
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future holds
Shut up and shut up and
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Let's get gory, like a Tarantino 
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movie
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Don't wanna talk it out, can we fuck
 it out?
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Cause we gon' be up all night, fuck 
a decaf
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You say I'm a tall thug, guess I'm a
 G-raffe
Cm
If ya want safe-sex, baby use the 
knee pads
Cm
Freaky with the sticky icky
Baby give me kitty kitty
Cm
Killa, westside nigga
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Cm
Boy you like 98 degrees
F                         G
And I'm 300, nigga keep ya feet 
runnin'
Cm
I chief keef keef when I eat these 
beats
F                G
Better boy get scurred
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Don't run up in my lane, I don't 
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want you in my lane
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You a lame, get swerved

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Cause great scenes might be great
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But I love your bloopers
Cm
And perfect's for the urgent
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Baby I want forever
Cm
Caroline, don't you see that
F                G
I want you to be my

Cm                  F             
Bad thang, fine as hell, thick as 
 G
fuck
Cm                   F
Oh my god, that's my baby
G          Cm
Caroline, you divine
        F
Mighty fine
               G
Shawty really blow the pipe (that's 
true)
Like a pro
Aha... what?
Cm
Holy shit, I'm really lit
       F      G         Cm       
It's looking like it's 'bout time
             F
 to fuck it up
     G                           
Caroline, listen up, don't wanna 
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hear
               F              
About ya horoscope or what the 
  G
future holds
Shut up and shut up and
           Cm                   
Let's get gory, like a Tarantino 
  F
movie
             G
Don't wanna talk it out, can we fuck
 it out?
Cm
Cause we gon' be up all night, fuck 
a decaf
Cm
You say I'm a tall thug, guess I'm a
 G-raffe
Cm
If ya want safe-sex, baby use the 
knee pads
Cm
Freaky with the sticky icky
Baby give me kitty kitty
Cm
Killa, westside nigga
Cm
Boy you like 98 degrees
F                         G
And I'm 300, nigga keep ya feet 
runnin'
Cm
I chief keef keef when I eat these 
beats
F                G
Better boy get scurred
Cm                             
Don't run up in my lane, I don't 
    F
want you in my lane
                  G
You a lame, get swerved

Cm
Cause great scenes might be great
F               G
But I love your bloopers
Cm
And perfect's for the urgent
F                G
Baby I want forever
Cm
Caroline, don't you see that
F                G
I want you to be my

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Bad thang, bad, bad, bad, bad 
F    G
thang, thang, thang, thang, thang
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Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, 
F    G
b-b-bad, thang, thang
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Bad thang, thang, thang, bad, 
F    G
b-bad, bad thang, thang, thang
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Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, 
F    G
b-b-bad